Ivan reached out and pulled Nangong Yiyi over. He took a marker pen in his other hand and wrote a few words on the whiteboard: drinking, vendetta, slashing, strangulation.
Nangong Yiyi looked at what Ivan had written and frowned: "Is there any problem?"
Ivan looked sideways at Nangong Yiyi, the sarcastic smile towards the murderer in his eyes getting deeper and deeper: "Yiyi, I invite you to drink, will you drink?"
"Of course I will."
"Where's Huo Yu?"
"Sure."
"Where is Li Mingtao?"
"This... not necessarily, it depends on the occasion."
"What about Jiang Lin?"
"Won't!"
Nangong Yiyi gave the answer with certainty, and the smile on Ivan's face deepened: "So... understand?"
clear? Understand what
Nangong Yiyi looked at Ivan, somewhat confused about what he was talking about, but she seemed to understand in her heart. She looked at Ivan for a while, then turned to look at the whiteboard, looking at the words Ivan had written, and then I looked at the photo posted.
Nangong Yiyi felt like there was a mess in her heart. As long as she sorted out the mess, it seemed that the truth would appear in front of her.
Before, she watched Ivan solve the case with lightning speed, but later because of Ifan's absence, everyone's efficiency was significantly reduced, and that was also the first time she tried to analyze the case.
Now, Nangong Yiyi can feel that Ivan is guiding her to clarify everything and reveal the truth bit by bit.
Nangong Yiyi pursed her lips, calmed herself down, and followed her instincts: "You mean, the victim drank alcohol before being killed. This contradicts the vendetta, because he cannot be with someone who is related to him. People during the festival drink, so the person drinking with the victim should be very familiar with the victim, right?"
Ivan smiled, his eyes filled with admiration: "That's right."
"But could it be like this? Maybe this person hates Zhang Wen, but Zhang Wen himself doesn't know. The superficial relationship is very good, but in fact it's just a cover-up for the murderer. Maybe Zhang Wen didn't drink with the murderer. , maybe he drank it by himself or with others, and then he was caught by the murderer, for example... followed? "
Ai Fan shook his head: "First, according to our investigation, Zhang Wen is not an alcoholic. He is alone now and spent the Chinese New Year alone. In such a situation, the chance of him drinking is very low, and We did not find anything related to alcohol at the crime scene. Secondly, if he drank with others, there are two situations."
Ivan said, and then wrote a few words on the whiteboard: Home, outside home.
"Drinking at home, and there are no traces of drinking left at the scene. There is only one possibility. He was taken away by the murderer. Then the murderer should be the person he drank with. If he drank outside the home and the murderer followed him, then he You can kill him in the wild, so why bother to follow him home?"
"Could it be that the murderer was thoughtful and deliberately took the bottle away? Or, maybe he knew that there would be no one in Zhang Wen's home, so the possibility of being discovered while committing murder outside would increase."
Ivan reached out and knocked on Nangong Yiyi's head: "Yiyi, didn't you survey the scene?"
"Um?"
Nangong Yiyi finally cleared her mind a little bit, but was disrupted by Ivan's words.